Monday, Dec 31, 1888 There is something very significant in the recording the events of the very last day of the year, for although the years and every day the flight of time is not so startlingly brought home to us as it is in the ending of the calendar year. It rained a little this morning. I was surprised by a visit from Lily French and Miss Irene Weir. Lily is looking for a place having lost her situation on the Star and was on her way to Harpers. She looked very pretty but has grown stout and said the stairs seemed longer than they ever did. She asked me to come and see her. I told her I thought of going to Mexico and she advised me not to refuse so good an opportunity. Whittredge brought Mr. Vernon to my room who owns the Kensett picture in Hubbards room. I had a letter from Sara telling me that Mrs. Cantine asked if our place was to rent and wishing us to give her the refusal if it were for her sister. She seems to have taken a great fancy to our hill and perhaps we might sell to them. I dont know what to say. Sara is inclined if Julia and Harry would come there for the summer, to go on just as we have been [?].